The University Club was located in the lobby of a large private bank building. It was one of those internet banks with no real customers. They were al... just numbers and electrons. Bit and Bites strung together were their customer rather than human beings.The hostess answered the phone then asked if we were Howe and Watson. I admitted that we were.“Follow me please,” she said.Then she turned and walked away. Howe and I followed behind. She led us to a small private dining room. Big Mac sat at. Bubbles flitted between people from her viewpoint and she imagined, in her less than able-minded state that every bubble was a bit of laughter floating around in the air. People needed laughter. Laughter was good. It was a pretty thought and it brought a smile to her lips. Turning toward the glass doors that led into the great room where even more people were enjoying champagne and caviar on gourmet crackers, her breath hitched when she saw Aidan’s form, tinged gold by the champagne, appear. To me this was just part of my check up. He would check my teeth with his mirror in one hand, and with his othe hand, he would rub softly on my inner thighs and would on occasion he’d pump into my undies and would rub upward pressing softly a crease into my panties that ran the length of my vagina. I never once thought this was wrong and never questioned any of it. After each checkup he would ask me how I felt, was I ok? Was I uncomfortable with him checking me? I answered the same each time. “Okay good. Lay on your back.”Dave lays on his back and Deandra stands up over him. She casually lowers her self and makes it so that her pussy is lightly touching the shaft of his cock. She leans over and starts sucking on his nipple, slowly twirling her tongue around it. She rubs her pussy on his dick, slowly back and forth, swaying her hips methodically. She begins to moan and starts grinding harder causing Dave to moan under his breath. Deandra reaches down with her right hand and grabs the.